Chapter 569 - 243: Yuxiao Falls, the Divine Sword Awakens_2

A beam of radiance shot out from the center of the brow, bright as the full moon.

The originally bold and sweeping Seven Stars Array Sword Light suddenly became delicate, like a gentle night breeze, a bright moon in the mountains.

He sensed an extreme crisis, and the Sword Technique just transformed.

The sky was suddenly filled with ten miles of purple light.

Out of nowhere, a light pillar the size of a water tank descended with a boom from mid-air.

This purple light appeared and was already just three feet above Chen Ping’s head.

Transformed into a magnificent great sword with the sharp edge below and the hilt above.

The air of nobility and majesty, even before the Thunder Sword descended, had already locked the heart and spirit, inducing feelings of fear and awe, so one would not dare to resist and only wish to expose one’s neck to the slaughter.

Moreover, Chen Ping felt that his Stinging Dragon Dharma Body, which was as firm as metal and stone and extremely hard to destroy, had dragon scales that turned as soft as water waves, and the solid dragon body vaguely showed signs of dissolving into a phantom.

’What a move, this Purple Sky Divine Thunder Sword, suppressing the soul, breaking evil, cutting the body, attacking on three fronts simultaneously, and the most formidable part is its ability to dissipate the Qi Number.

The average person cannot avoid it; even if they survive this sword, they would shed a layer of skin at least.’

Chen Ping’s mind raced, and in the Realm of Manifest Saint, his soul had already transformed into a network, densely filling the void above his head.

As the layers of spiritual tendrils were destroyed, he understood where exactly the Purple Sky Divine Thunder was strong.

It seemed even stronger than the Celestial Thunder Tribulation he once passed.

Moreover, this thunder light was entirely filled with destructive intent.

Not a trace of vitality could be seen.

No wonder Venerable Yuxiao entrenched himself in the Great Li Eastern Extreme Land, acting like a local emperor, occupying two provinces and acting recklessly.

Even the Great Li Court did not wish to provoke him.

Presumably, even the Ji Family’s patriarch in Great Li Yujing would have to spend considerable effort to eliminate him, and unwittingly, might let him slip away.

Therefore, under heavy consideration, Ji Tang was not willing to rashly leave his old lair.

Instead, he allowed Venerable Yuxiao to reign supreme here.

After all, being too far from Yujing and losing the protection of the national fortune, any unexpected events could happen.

Ji Tang, being of noble and delicate flesh, would not take such risks lightly.

Of course, from a certain perspective, Venerable Yuxiao himself was very difficult to deal with, which was also one of the reasons.

And now, Chen Ping witnessed it.

Perhaps in terms of True Essence cohesion, Yuxiao gained nothing.

With his innate talent and the True Dragon Bloodline, cultivating the Stinging Dragon Scripture made him several times stronger than ordinary Venerables who cultivate this Technique.

Truly allowing the opponent to gain distance.

With two or three hundred years of accumulation, sacrificing his heart’s blood to cultivate a Divine Thunder is no easy matter to deal with.

Fortunately, this thunder attacks the Qi Number and the spirit; its damage to the physical body is comparatively lower.

And his soul had long reached the Realm of Manifest Saint, and after breaking through to Divine Martial, the Soul Power enhanced further, now reaching a high rank of Manifest Saint, capable of transforming day and night in one thought, and performing void with one sword.

Supported by such Soul Power, the Clear Wind Bright Moon Sword possessed both the boundless speed of the Clear Wind Shadowless Sword and the weakness attack of the Celestial Heart Bright Moon Sword.

The Soul Power rose sharply, and naturally, the Celestial Heart Bright Moon Sword followed suit.

Chen Ping confidently felt that even the young girl Ji Mingyue, who had a natural affinity for this Sword Technique and cultivated it almost as if cheating, was utterly unmatched to him at this moment.

Under the illumination of the light from his brow, the countless five-colored thunder lights composing the purple thunder were seen through in essence, transforming into a black-and-white network.

In Chen Ping’s eyes, this Thunder Sword was the densest light network he had ever seen in his life.

Countless network nodes connected together; each seemed like a weak point. However, precisely because these weak points complemented each other, alternated through, they almost seemed to disappear into thin air.

In a flash, it shifted dozens to hundreds of times in position.

However, this did not trouble Chen Ping.

He maintained a sincere and upright mind and no longer cared about how much power this Purple Sky Divine Thunder Sword held.

He just boldly swung his sword.

At that moment, the Black Dragon Sword in his hand seemed to vanish without a trace.

Only Venerable Yuxiao hovering mid-air and Ji Mingyue standing on a distant mountain peak could see it.

The Black Sword merged into the wind, roaring along with it, at one point, morphing into a thousand swords.

"Light Splitting and Shadow Transformation, no, it’s drawing the sword too fast, releasing over a thousand swords simultaneously..."

Venerable Yuxiao’s eyes narrowed slightly, his heart sinking.

He realized the mystery of that Sword Light.

The young man standing still did not dodge; the Sword Light seemed to have touched upon the essence of wind among the four great laws of earth, water, fire, and wind.

At extreme speed, it gave a ghastly sensation of reversing time.

The most outrageous part was that these thousands of swords actually pierced through his Purple Sky Divine Thunder, which he painstakingly cultivated over a hundred years, cleaving and dispersing the thunder light from its most subtle parts.

Specks of purple scattered like luminescent light.

From three feet high, the thunder light, initially as large as a water tank, shrank to the thickness of an arm when it landed on Chen Ping’s skin.

Pfft...

The Thunder Sword pierced through Chen Ping’s Baihui point, penetrated his entire body.

Purple light exploded from his body, and he spat out a mouthful of purple blood, and his skin and bones turned to charcoal.

Before Venerable Yuxiao’s mind could fully delight in victory, that charred blackness vanished with a flash of bluish-green light as pure as water, and the young man opposite returned to being rosy-lipped and white-toothed, with jade-like skin.

It seemed as if he had never been injured and had not been struck by the residual power of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder.

"How can this be?"

Venerable Yuxiao nearly couldn’t believe his eyes.

He bit his tongue heavily, feeling the piercing pain, and his figure flickered, transforming into a bolt of lightning, instantly leaping a hundred feet away.